Chapter Forty-Three: Selling

.Wu Beihan's eyes were fixed on the spiritual energy egg, a sense of foreboding surging in his heart, urging him to flee. But his cultivator's pride kept him rooted to the spot.Hundreds face one pers...Moments later, Lu Ye sat in a partitioned room, with screens blocking prying eyes. The demon cultivator was gone without a trace, but before leaving, she told Lu Ye to wait here. Someone in charge would soon come to trade with him. If he had any other instructions, he could shake the nearby bell and someone would attend to him.

On the table stood a pot of freshly brewed tea. Lu Ye poured himself a cup and took a sip. Immediately, his expression changed to one of surprise. This was no ordinary tea; within the brew lay a trace of spiritual energy, though faint, it was undeniably present.dy ruddy. She pursed her crimson lips and asked cautiously, "I am now a blood race. Is it really alright for me to join the Bixue Sect">Lan Qi's eyes were red-rimmed as she said, "Thank you, senior br...